Lots of little tasks hanging around that I'd like to be on the other side of. But part of the glory of a three day weekend is I don't have to care about it today, really. It is nice to just say "nope, not dealing with it right this moment" and set the concern aside.
Roasted a couple more batches of coffee this afternoon. Back to a blend, we are - though I could happily stick with pure Sumatra til the end of my days, I think. We had a nice coffee this morning at the Sunlight Cafe that uly said might be Brazilian, in part. He described the flavor as 'tobacco-y' which made sense once he'd said it, although when I was initially trying to describe it to him I said 'dusty'. A positive characteristic, yes, despite the odd terminology.
Descriptions of tastes are always kind of funny to me - though at least as my palate has gotten (marginally) better developed I can begin to understand why people use the terms they do. When smaller I used be no end of tickled by reading descriptions on wine bottles. Who, I thought, would want to drink anything that tasted like oak?
As for what I was doing reading wine bottles, I read everything. Obsessively, almost. Bottles and boxes in the store, the shampoo bottle in the shower, signs wherever, labels and warnings on furniture... everything. Voraciously trying not to be bored.